Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then turned around. "Bystander? Miss Sylvide, did you see something?"
Sylvide's shallow sea-like eyes reflected the lights in the hall, which were slightly bright. Her tone was slightly mysterious: "The past has reappeared repeatedly. Isn't it what the owner of this place wants us to see? Dollifen
The disasters we encountered and the desperate memories of the people who experienced them linger and form phantoms, turning into what each of us sees in our dreams.”
Fang Yu thought for a while, and found that this statement did make some sense. But was everything they experienced in the dream really what Dolifen's ghosts had seen and heard? He couldn't help but ask: "But there are some exceptions.
What Jita saw was different from us."
Only then did he describe Jita's dream.
"This dream reveals a lot of clues," Sylvide thought for a moment and tapped her chin with her green fingertips. "First of all, we have to make sure that every dream has its purpose. Dreams are the vision of the former owner, and they are
What they want us to see is such a deep persistence and must contain the hopes and regrets of the past."
"Want to survive." Tianlan suddenly said decisively, and she said it again: "She must want to survive so much. On that cold altar, I can clearly feel such a strong desire in her heart. That
The voice told me that she didn’t want to die, and that she still had unfinished business, but I could only watch helplessly, watching myself slide into darkness and coldness with her little by little..."
"How much she hopes to survive, but there is nothing I can do. I can't do it. Brother Ed, I have never been so scared." She was a little incoherent, and big tears rolled down her eyes as she spoke.
Aitila came over and patted her back to make her feel better. She cried and threw herself into the arms of the elf girl. "Sister Aitila, I'm so scared!"
"Okay, Tianlan, everything is over." Etila comforted her gently.
Sylvide waited until Tianlan's mood calmed down a little before continuing: "The lumberyard must be a very important place, at least it contains some obsession of the person who let Jita see all this in the dream."
"Is that the lumberyard of Chris's family?" Fang Plover asked.
Etila shook her head: "If I remember correctly, Chris said that his family's lumberyard was built after Dolifen was abandoned."
"But if it was before Dolifen was abandoned, there should be many logging camps outside the city in the forest, then it would be difficult to determine which one it was." Fang Plover shook his head.
"But we don't need to determine which one it is. Adventurers who have entered this hotel for more than ten years have seen countless fragments, but not every fragment has its own meaning. We just
You just need to make sure that this illusion comes from the vision of people who experienced the disaster more than thirty years ago." Sylvide replied softly: "But the logging farm described by Jita is quiet and peaceful, which is indeed consistent with
The obsession lingering in this city is a bit out of place.”
"Not everyone sees a doomsday-like scene of war and chaos." Attila then said: "What I see is the daily life of this city. I seem to be in a square, and people are holding celebrations.
.”
"Where's Miss Siesta?" Fang Plover couldn't help but ask.
"Shesta saw something similar to me." Sylvide answered for her maid.
Fang Luo looked at Dict again. The older knight arrived just one step earlier than them. He was standing in the hall in a military uniform and looked a little out of place with the other guests. He raised his head and looked at the crystal lamps on the ceiling, as if he had something to say.
He looked like he was thinking. When Fang Yu asked, he briefly described what he saw.
A bridge, people fleeing.
A bridge, people escaping. This sounds no different from what Sylvester saw. Fang Pliong thought that on the day of the disaster, this was the scene he had experienced the most, so it was not surprising.
"Does any of you have any clues about that disaster?" Fang Pliance asked.
Everyone shook their heads.
Among these people, it was Sylvide and Siesta who saw the disaster most intuitively. However, according to the noble lady, there seemed to be an invisible force interfering with the illusion, so that they could only see the collapse of the building.
The sea of fire rose and people died miserably, but it was impossible to see what affected all this.
Fang Yu thought about what he saw, and it seemed to be the case. But he had another speculation. "But I think Dolifen's disaster may be related to the dark dragon."
"Dark Dragon?"
Only then did Fang Plover describe what he saw. He talked about the Oath Keepers. Only these last dragon slayers in the world still inherit this title, and related to them, in addition to the dark dragon, there are also
what?
"...Besides, if it is a dark dragon, then many things will make sense, such as why the Dragon Cult appears in this place, and why Corin-Ithulian suppressed the truth about the abandonment of Dolifen."
"But didn't Mazak say that Nicol Bolas was killed by the hero Shjod more than a hundred years ago?" Tianlan wiped away her tears and couldn't help but ask.
"But he also said that it will return again," Fang Plover replied: "Do you still remember that Traveler's Rest was also established in Traveler Swamp more than 30 years ago, and Mr. Mazak also said something similar
Thirty years ago, his grandfather felt that the etheric magic in the Dragon's Horn was about to move, so he concluded that Nicol Bolas had resurrected and came to Aquin."
"It seems like this is true. You are so amazing, Brother Ed. I would have almost forgotten about it a long time ago." Tianlan couldn't help but be a little amazed. She seemed to have finally forgotten what happened before and became a little happy: "In this way,
There are clues about what Sister Atila is investigating, we are so lucky."
Fang Yu just smiled when he heard this. Before, he would have had to brag about himself, but after Miss Scarpet left, this thought seemed to have faded away a lot.
He looked at Atila, and Miss Elf was also looking at him, her emerald green eyes slightly bright.
"Thank you." she said to everyone.
"It's not too late to say thank you until the truth comes to light, Miss Attila, I think everyone will be happy to accept it." Fang Pulver seemed much calmer and only said: "Actually, there is another problem here."
"Brother Ed, what's the problem?"
"We can't forget that that happened here more than thirty years ago. If Nicol Bolas had already revived at that time, why are the Dragon Cultists still here today?"
"Perhaps they are looking for traces of their master here?" Tianlan asked.
After hearing this answer, Sylvide shook her head slightly. "I'm afraid that's not the case. I think what happened here thirty years ago has nothing to do with them." Although she didn't have Tianlan, Jita and others knew this.
The cause and effect of the incident, but over the past few days, I have gradually clarified the connection between this team and the Dragon Worshipers.
Seeing everyone's eyes on her, the noble girl paused for a moment before continuing: "Tianlan, do you still remember your dream?"
"That dagger?" Tian Lan was stunned for a moment, then opened her mouth in an exaggerated manner. After a long while, she asked with a somewhat pale face: "Is it difficult? Could it be that the people who attacked us that day were really Dragon Worshipers?"
"It's very possible," it was Jieta who spoke this time, her voice was low, but she replied firmly: "They should be performing a ritual, which may be related to the resurrection of Nicol Bolas.
An evil ritual that uses life as a sacrifice."
Fang Plover also nodded. "Indeed, think about it, didn't it revive thirty years ago?"
"You mean, those guys killed an entire city in order to revive Nicol Bolas?" Tianlan recalled her dream and couldn't help but clenched her fists. "...This city is actually...
A dead city, rather than some migrating and abandoned city?"
Everyone, including the noble girl, couldn't help but feel a little silent after hearing Tian Lan's words.
Maybe a few people survived back then, but the number of people who died here was at least tens of thousands. In the end, such a thing only became a dusty secret, disappearing from people's memory forever.
For nearly half a century, only such a ruin has been left, and the illusion is lingering.
"Is this what the ghosts are trying to tell us?"
"...But what exactly do they want to tell us?" Tianlan asked softly.
Fang Plover frowned slightly.
In fact, he had a vague feeling in his heart that the answer was that what the ghosts wanted to tell the world might be the secret of the Dragon Worshipers who appeared here thirty years later.
Nicol Bolas has returned, but why do these cultists still linger in this ruined city? Why does the Elpaxin Artisan Guild issue quests every year for adventurers to investigate this place and obtain secrets?
?
He knew that there must be an answer behind all this. Some people knew it, some people didn't know it, some people were careful to cover it up, and some people buried the history.
Behind all the clues, perhaps they point to a period of history that the entire kingdom is unwilling to look back on, as Mazak said, the era of the Dragon Witch.
Could it be that thirty years ago, the followers of the Dragon Cult didn't really get what they wanted? Fang Yu couldn't help but have such an idea in his mind, because he recalled what Mazak said to the Shadow of Nicol Bolas at that time.
If so, today is not the time to end all grudges.
Then, the descendant of the dragon slayer chose to let go of the shadow of Nicol Bolas formed by the dragon's severed horn.
Why do that?
Fang Plover boldly guessed that it was because Nicol Bolas was still very weak and would never appear in front of the world easily before it gained enough strength.
For thirty years, it has been dormant in this swamp, harboring resentment and wanting revenge all the time, but it is cautious. Mr. Mazak's ancestor Shoyod, and even three generations of their generation, came to the swamp several times.
Aquin even established a Traveler's Rest here for a time, but he couldn't get any clues from the misty swamp.
As the last dragon slayer, Mr. Mazak should understand that there is not much time left for him, so he made that choice.
The more Fang Yu thought about it, the more he felt the possibility. In other words, if the dragon of darkness really revived in this city thirty years ago, it did not gain all its power in that disaster.
Is it because there were some flaws in the plan of the Dragon Worshipers?
Or is it for some other reason?
He vaguely felt that he might have grasped the context of the problem. The most important thing now was to find the Dragon Worshipers, or to find what they wanted to get from these ruins before they did.
"By the way," Fang Plover raised his head and asked, "Where's Parker?"
"Of course he hasn't gotten up yet. If you don't throw him out of bed, it will be difficult for him to wake up." Tian Lan hummed at the side: "Mr. Hansen asked someone to go to the third floor to call him. I
I’m too lazy to care about him.”
While he was talking, Fang Yu happened to see Hansen walking over with his people. The latter couldn't help but laugh when he heard Tianlan's words: "Miss Tianlan, I just asked my men to go to the third floor to get the Stalwart."
Mark of Martyrdom, I heard that your companion happened to be in room 3007, but he was just dropping by."
"Good evening, Ed." After saying this, he nodded to Fang Plover.
Fang Yu also nodded in return, and then asked: "When the mission is triggered, don't we need to go to the third floor?"
Hansen shook his head and touched his bald forehead. "No, it's not that troublesome. We can just wait peacefully in the lobby. The lady will come from that direction later and meet the unlucky Jeff.
Same as here, she actually can't see us, we just need to follow her." He pointed to the stairs and said.
"Is she also a ghost? But didn't Jeffrey see us in the end?" Tian Lan asked.
"Well, that's an exception, you know. Mr. Parker is so lucky. I've only seen that happen once in my life."
"It should be said that it's too bad," Tian Lan said angrily, her blue eyes rolled, and she thought of something else. "But in other words, we have really solved poor Jeffrey's trouble. He
He last saw us before dissipating. Mr. Hansen, have you ever thought that you have never solved that lady's trouble?"
She lowered her voice: "My wishes during my lifetime were not fulfilled, so the ghosts will always linger here."
Her question finally stopped Hansen.
The latter was taking off the shield from behind and tying it to his hand. Hearing Tian Lan's words, he couldn't help but be stunned. "That makes sense, little girl. It's not like we haven't considered it in the past. It's a pity, let's try
After trying various methods, there are only two final results."